Nightmare Attack

"Doctor," the fat man opened his mouth, and after a few seconds, he said with a very troubled expression: "If I remember correctly, paid escorts are illegal in our country.

"I saw it on TV," Fatty continued earnestly before Jiang Cheng could say anything. "At that time, those people held their heads in their hands and squatted neatly against the wall. I heard that they were later taken away by a bus. , they all have to stay in a small dark room.”

"What does that have to do with me?" Jiang Cheng raised his beautiful eyebrows and said disdainfully.

Only then did the fat man discover that there was a lip mark at the end of the doctor's eyebrow, but it was not very clear because it was matte.

After hearing what the doctor said, the fat man's whole face twisted together. He thought that even if the doctor looked like this, he didn't need to be caught red-handed. Just based on his clothes, the lip marks on his face and the scratches on his exposed skin, It’s just that the irrefutable evidence cannot be washed away.

Realizing that the fat man was staring at him, and his eyes were getting weirder, Jiang Cheng pulled his clothes slightly inwards out of concern for his own safety.

"It's not what you think," he explained: "Those girls are all lost girls in the rebellious stage. The main purpose of my trip is to save them."

The fat man pointed at the lip marks on Jiang Cheng's face and said excitedly: "Is this how to save him?"

"This is just a method, not a purpose," Jiang Cheng said calmly with a righteous look on his face: "You must understand that I am an angel in white. If I can save them, I will be willing to suffer more injustices.

After saying that, he wiped the lip marks on his face, and the result became more and more stained.

Fatty: ""

"Do you think I'm going to drink, play, or have fun?" Putting down his hand, Jiang Cheng shook his head, sighed and said righteously: "You are wrong, I am trying to understand them from their perspective. As a As a psychiatrist, I need to truly understand the living conditions of the people I serve.”

"Actually, I'm not as happy as you see. This is all superficial," Jiang Cheng folded the banknotes very naturally and stuffed them into his pocket.

Because the banknotes are thicker, from a fat man's perspective, the pockets are bulging and look particularly bloated.

"Every treatment process is a kind of torture for me. The emptiness and loneliness shown in the eyes of every woman lost in the flashy world is a spur to me."

Covering his heart, Jiang Cheng became more and more distressed, "I can only convince myself to continue to persevere by drinking continuously and using the anesthesia of alcohol."

"The traditional doctor-patient relationship will only make things more and more complicated. What I am looking for is a more peaceful way of contacting them, such as being friends with them," Jiang Cheng's eyes were burning, "the kind of frank and frank way of contacting them." .

"Experience with them what they think is the way to enjoy themselves, and then from the outside to the inside, from shallow to deep, find the core crux, expose it in one fell swoop, and completely awaken these girls who have gone astray."

For Jiang Cheng at this moment, it seems that saving these lost girls is the only meaning of his existence. Even though the future is bumpy and he faces countless people's confusion and misunderstanding, he faces it calmly.

The fat man twitched his mouth and asked, "Have you found the doctor now?"

"Not yet," Jiang Cheng leaned on the sofa and twisted his body comfortably, "but I feel like it's coming soon."

"Doctor," the fat man said awkwardly, staring at Jiang Cheng who narrowed his eyes: "Actually, you don't need to explain so much to me. I understand that although our current conditions are not very good, there is no need for you to imitate Brother Pi Ruan. , we still have to be upright.”

Jiang Cheng naturally stretched out two fingers.

The fat man shut up immediately, knowing that the doctor was about to start again.

"Two points," Jiang Cheng said while wagging his fingers: "First, I am different from Pi Ruan. I have better qualifications than him. Second, I don't have the habit of complimenting rich women. The age distribution of my customer group is very even. "

"And the most important thing," he said: "This game tonight was organized by young ladies and has nothing to do with the rich woman. I know nothing about the rich woman's circle."

"I just know that if they are rich women with families, they will not drive a convertible sports car to show off. That would be too big a goal."

"They often use high-end black nanny cars, the ones with no light-transmitting glass. They also have several sets of license plates. They are different every time they go out to play."

"And they don't choose KTVs where people come and go. They usually choose high-end private clubs that are membership-based. New members who want to join must get a joint invitation from at least three old members."

"There is a dedicated person in front of the club to receive guests. The room is always full when ordinary people come to inquire. Only acquaintances are ushered upstairs." Jiang Cheng thought for a while and added again.

"You know nothing about this?" The fat man stood up excitedly.

In just one night, in Fatty's mind, the image of a doctor has undergone earth-shaking changes, from a high-end service-oriented talent to a high-end service-oriented person.

Until the next morning, Jiang Cheng felt that the fat man looked at him strangely, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start, and there was also a hint of rejection.

Judging from his years of experience in treating patients, Fatty's current state is obviously trapped in a vicious circle of doubt and self-doubt.

After breakfast, Jiang Cheng, who was strolling by the window to eat, received a phone call. The voice on the phone couldn't hide his joy, but Jiang Cheng's attitude was very cold, with a businesslike expression.

After putting down the phone, Jiang Cheng turned his head and said to the fat man who was tidying up a loose corner of the sofa with a hammer: "Fat man, hurry up and clean it up, and then wipe the table and floor. Someone will be here soon. "

"Got it, doctor."

About half an hour later, there was a sound of high heels outside the door. The tapping sound was obviously not that of someone. The person stopped outside the door and knocked on the door politely.

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Cheng didn't even look at the door. He blew the hot air from the coffee cup, then took a sip, put it down and then said slowly: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and walking in with the sunshine were several women who looked like noble ladies and still had charm.

"Dr. Jiang," the leader, a woman wearing boots and a camel-colored shawl, seemed to be in high spirits and nodded repeatedly to the doctor on the sofa, "Thank you so much for worrying about Yuanyuan."

"It's a matter of duty." The doctor replied calmly.

"Yesterday after the driver picked her up and took her home, she and I chatted for a long time. We haven't chatted like this for a long time," the woman said, her eyes red, "Anyway, thank you very much, Dr. Jiang."